Cylchgronau Cymru

WHAT CANNOT LOVE DO ? OR, A TALE OF TWO FBIENDS. BY JOHN SAUNDERS, Author of " Abel Drake's Wife" " Hirell" " Israel Mort, Overman ; or, the Story of the Mine;'' " Tiie Sherlocks," " A Noble Wife," "Robbing Peter to Pay Paul" &c, &c. CHAPTER IV. TRACKING THE FUGITIVES. Arriving at Holyhead at midnight, Larry O'Neill got a porter to take care of his portmanteau, so as to be ready either to put it into the London train, or to bring it to the hotel, as in the next few minutes he should determine. Moving swiftly to the hotel, he tipped the first waiter he could find, so as to secure his attention, and then asked him if he remembered a white-haired elderly gentleman, accompanied by two ladies, one being very young, arriving two days before by the morning packet from Dublin. The waiter, moved b} the silvery eloquence Larry so skilfully administered, tried to remember, but could not. He went to other waiters and asked them, with the same result. " Ah," said Larry, " I expect men don't notice these things as women do. Go to the chambermaids. Try them." He went, and presently returned with one of the chamber¬ maids, who preferred bringing herself with her information, to trusting her interests to the waiter. Larry hurried to meet her as she and the waiter entered. She had seen and noticed them, through the young lady removing her veil, and her thinking she had never before seen such a sweet, comely face, or one so pale and sorrowful. She asked if she were ill, but was answered, No; and then the young lady drew her veil over her face, as if to avoid further talk.